I went crazy at the loss of control being imposed on me and all I could do was grab handfuls of his hair and hold him tight to me. I travel closer an... closer to quenching his thirst as his tongue explored my insides. ‘Oh god he is good, please never let him stop,’ raced through my mind. I moaned and danced, grinding my lips around his tongue as he put his finger inside. He was pushing my closer to the edge. I was holding back wanting this to last forever. “Oh god Shawn please don’t stop, god. Besides, isn't it a security risk, having an opening in the door like that?" But Richard had brushed aside her objections with a wave of his hand and pronounced the door bought and installed. "It fits the 'look,' Morgan. And it's no more a risk than the dog door you insisted on for the kitchen." And so it was done.There were eleven pictures inside the envelope-large, grainy, black-and- white photos apparently taken with a telephoto lens and blown up to show grotesque detail of the subjects.. ‘Yes! Fuck me!’ I placed the head of my spit covered cock at the entrance to her hairless cunt and pushed gently. ‘Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!’ she moaned under her breath as I penetrated her moist hole with my throbbing dick. I pushed all the way in until I could feel my balls pressing against her lips. She was so warm and tight it almost made me cum instantly. But I held on and began a slow rhythm of grinding my hips downwards into her young body. All the while she moaned and fingered her. ‘No’. I answered as I shook my head. She shook her head and massaged her lips like she was tired, and I was taking a long time to cum. I didn’t want to think about how many blowjobs she had to give that day. I decided that I could wait for another day. I started to stand when she quickly slid her shorts and panties down her thin legs and stepped out of them. She pushed me back on the bed and climbed on top. She let the soft hair of her pussy caress my cock. ‘You want fuck?’ She asked. I don’t.